Kendrick Perkins, Marquis Daniels.
These were all players that Chen Yu had personally recommended drafting.
Under the glory of the Phoenix Suns' three consecutive championships, their opportunities to perform might have been limited, but they still had potential.
It was a bit of a shame to trade them all away now.
But a trade was a trade, and it wasn't unacceptable.
Perkins's ceiling was obvious. At best, he was a workhorse center with limited impact.
As for Daniels, the Phoenix Suns' forward position was too crowded.
With Marion, Poseidon, and Rogers, there was no way he would get much playing time.
"I have no objections." Seeing Brian look his way, Chen Yu shook his head, agreeing to the plan.
However, once this trade was completed, another problem would arise: Chandler would be the only center left available.
"Do you have any ideas for reinforcing the center position?" Chen Yu asked.
